In searching for myself
I try your catch phrases on for size
And realize
That the sleeves are too long
For reaching into the past
Stretches your spine
And holding on tightly
Catches cobwebs till they're gray
But enough
I cast you off like so many
Useless drops of rain on my awning
For they just dont fit in
And they kiss the ground instead
The bone gardens
And empty vessels
Laughing and nodding as if I understand
The smile, if you look close enough
Is gritted like traps of rodents
Biting back the "I'm not with you anymore.."
As words without a voice